More songs by Erin LeCount
Description
Drums, Keyboards, Percussion, Programmer, Synthesizer, Vocals: Erin LeCount
Producer: Erin LeCount
Assistant Mixer: Lilian Nuthall
Drums: Matt Ingram
Masterer, Mixer: Nathan Boddy
Composer, Lyricist: Erin LeCount
Lyrics and translation
Original
I believe, I believe
I believe, I believe
I'm on the cusp of my star sign
I'm an agnostic, I'm on the cynic side
When it comes to God, I cannot decide
Another piece of me compartmentalised
I read the magazine personality quiz
I know who I am, I sell it on the internet
I don't give a shit what you people think
But I'm making sure you're aware of it
I'm living in a secular age, looking for someone to blame
Looking for someone to love me, to save or be saved
And so this year I abstained in almost every way
I cut off all of my hair, I didn't eat for days
I couldn't satiate this hunger I contain
I had my body bathed in holy water, down the drain
But I believe, no
A vacancy, an apathy
God, the novelty's wearing off on me
And the medicine is a funny thing
'Cause the dopamine, it's synthetic and
When I call a friend, we don't mention it
Discussing the weather while we're both under it
But it's temporary, I call it discipline, I'm sober, I'm celibate
And God still won't let me in
I'm living in a secular age, looking for someone to blame
Looking for someone to love me, to save or be saved
And so this year I abstained, in almost every way
I cut off all of my hair, I didn't eat for days
I couldn't satiate this hunger I contain
You self-inflict the pain, but guilt won't make you clean again
But I believe, no
I believe in you and me, God, I believe in the machines
I heard you're looking for a saviour, honey, put your faith in me
Wait for God to intervene, say, "It just is what it is"
Blame it all on the eclipse, solar systems, politics
But it's the future, it just is
It's the future, it just is
English translation
I believe, I believe
I believe, I believe
I'm on the cusp of my star sign
I'm an agnostic, I'm on the cynic side
When it comes to God, I cannot decide
Another piece of me compartmentalised
I read the magazine personality quiz
I know who I am, I sell it on the internet
I don't give a shit what you people think
But I'm making sure you're aware of it
I'm living in a secular age, looking for someone to blame
Looking for someone to love me, to save or be saved
And so this year I abstained in almost every way
I cut off all of my hair, I didn't eat for days
I couldn't satiate this hunger I contain
I had my body bathed in holy water, down the drain
But I believe, no
A vacancy, an apathy
God, the novelty's wearing off on me
And the medicine is a funny thing
'Cause the dopamine, it's synthetic and
When I call a friend, we don't mention it
Discussing the weather while we're both under it
But it's temporary, I call it discipline, I'm sober, I'm celibate
And God still won't let me in
I'm living in a secular age, looking for someone to blame
Looking for someone to love me, to save or be saved
And so this year I abstained, in almost every way
I cut off all of my hair, I didn't eat for days
I couldn't satiate this hunger I contain
You self-inflict the pain, but guilt won't make you clean again
But I believe, no
I believe in you and me, God, I believe in the machines
I heard you're looking for a saviour, honey, put your faith in me
Wait for God to intervene, say, "It just is what it is"
Blame it all on the eclipse, solar systems, politics
But it's the future, it just is
It's the future, it just is